Rebirth: I am in Jin-Cha-Ji

Wu Yunfei slapped his thigh.

Damn, I finally found them. So Yun Fei looked at his officers and said, "Who will take the lead?"

"Commander, I'm willing to lead the charge. These people killed my family, and I will never forgive them."

"Okay. An Heng, take your regiment and chase them down and annihilate them. I'll follow with my troops, and together we'll wipe out this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers."

"Thank you, Master."

An Heng is An Hu's eldest son.

He was the angriest.

Their family was quite prestigious among the Japanese. He was the commander of a cavalry division, and his younger brother had studied at a Japanese military academy and graduated as an officer. His father was the president of the Longguan Chamber of Commerce, which had a monopoly on trade in the area.

It can be said that they are a truly powerful family that settled in Longguan.

Even if you go to Zhangjiakou, you will still have a good reputation.

But it was destroyed by this group of Eighth Route Army soldiers.

Ma Hongyuan's years of banditry were not something that could be easily changed by joining the Eighth Route Army for a few days. When the An family, young and old, were encountered by Ma Hongyuan's cavalry, he killed them all without sparing a soul.

The An family had been developing for many years, and they had quite a few members. But this time, Ma Hongyuan had wiped them out. Therefore, An Hu was the most furious. Without his father giving him so much money, how could he have been promoted so quickly in the pseudo-Mongol Cavalry Division?

He would later become the commander of the puppet Mongolian cavalry division and a high-ranking official of the puppet Mongolian government.

But everything was shattered.

So he led his regiment to attack quickly. The Japanese were scouting the cavalry battalion, and Ma Hongyuan of the cavalry battalion also sent people to scout the Japanese movements. When he heard that the Japanese cavalry was catching up and the two sides were about three miles away, Ma Hongyuan ordered everyone to throw away everything and began to flee.

Ma Hongyuan's cavalry battalion was a group of horse bandits in his early years.

Because he often attacked the Japanese army's logistics, he was chased by the Japanese army and puppet army cavalry. But he was able to escape successfully every time, relying on this skill of escape.

Escape is their forte.

Although their movement wasn't as organized as that of a regular cavalry unit, they were chaotic, but not at all chaotic. An Heng also saw Ma Hongyuan's cavalry. Seeing that the cavalry battalion had thrown away everything, An Heng was very excited.

He immediately commanded his troops to pursue the cavalry battalion.

Both sides ran like this for nearly twenty minutes.

The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, but there was still a distance of more than 500 meters between the cavalry battalion and the pseudo-Mongol cavalry. Ma Hongyuan looked at the cavalry behind him, then looked at the front, and a smile appeared on his face.

Because we have arrived at Huangmenyu.

"Brothers, catch up."

After the cavalry battalion entered Huangmen Valley, its speed began to slow down.

Because we entered the muddy area.

Seeing the cavalry battalion slow down, An Heng was overjoyed and immediately encouraged his men to catch up. Unfortunately, the muddy ground slowed the cavalry battalion down, and they couldn't speed up any faster.

"damn it."

An Heng was very angry about this situation.

The muddy field was four or five miles long, but for the cavalry, it was not a very long distance.

"Catch up, catch up."

"Bang-

Chapter 161 Defeating the Pseudo-Mongol Cavalry Division

The First Battalion of the New Third Regiment was in Xishan and was under the command of Deputy Battalion Commander Zhou Chong.

The Second Battalion was in the reed marsh to the east, commanded by Deputy Regimental Commander Zhou Yuanming. Meanwhile, Xia Houwen had come to the Special Agents' side. To be honest, Xia Houwen was truly worried about Kang Shui.

After all, the troops Kang Shui led were bandits. In the past, they had avoided direct engagements with the Japanese and puppet troops, simply running away when they came. Now, they had to engage them head-on, and Xiahou Wen was worried they wouldn't be able to withstand the onslaught of the puppet Mongolian cavalry division.

If the Pseudo-Mongolian Cavalry Division is allowed to charge through the position, then it will not be them who ambushed the Pseudo-Mongolian Cavalry Division, but they will become the hunting targets of the Pseudo-Mongolian Cavalry Division.

So he brought two light machine guns and came to the special forces team to take charge.

But he did not interfere with the command of the special forces.

Xiahou Wen was very careful in this regard and gave Kangshui enough face.

Xiahou Wen was near the Kang River when the cavalry battalion lured the enemy into an ambush, drawing a regiment of approximately 400 puppet Mongol cavalry into the area. The cavalry battalion crossed the muddy ground and continued southward to draw the puppet Mongol cavalry into the ambush, trapping all of them.

The pseudo-Mongolian cavalry was getting closer and closer.

Kang Shui held a Type 38 rifle. It was captured from the Japanese army years earlier. The special forces were composed of several bandit groups, so their weapons were quite diverse. He raised his Type 38 rifle and aimed it at the man in front of the puppet Mongolian cavalry who was shouting and screaming.

"Bang—one shot, dead.

What Kang Shui didn't expect was that the person he shot and killed was the commander of this pseudo-Mongolian cavalry.

An Heng had never imagined that he would die in such a miserable state. Normally, as the leader, An Heng wouldn't be at the forefront. But this time, he was furious; after all, he had lost his family.

He also investigated and found that it was the Eighth Route Army's cavalry who attacked his family. An Heng knew that the Eighth Route Army was very poor and could not have many cavalry units. Having a few hundred people was considered a great achievement.

In other words, the Eighth Route Army cavalry unit he was chasing was the one that killed his family.

How could An Heng not go crazy?

That's why they rushed and attacked so fiercely.

Unfortunately, before anything could happen, he was shot dead by Kang Shui.

"beat!

"Bang-

"Snapped-"

"Da da da, all of a sudden there were gunshots from all directions.

Kang Shui's marksmanship was truly exceptional, and Xia Houwen, standing nearby, was filled with admiration. Kang Shui's shots never missed. Furthermore, Kang Shui specifically targeted the cavalry officers, killing seven in a matter of seconds. It wasn't just Kang Shui himself, but the men he brought with him, who were all exceptional marksmen.

A true marksman.

Xia Houwen was stunned.

Kang Shui had just joined the New Third Regiment, and Xia Houwen hadn't had time to assess their combat effectiveness. But this time, he was truly surprised. The men under Kang Shui were even better fighters than he had imagined.

What Xiahou Wen didn't know was that the Longguan area was once rife with bandits. Consequently, many members of the local village associations had fought against them. Furthermore, the area was mountainous, practically surrounded by them. Grain production was low, and hunters were plentiful. Consequently, many people learned to shoot from a young age, developing exceptional marksmanship. Because they weren't part of the military, they couldn't match their military's organizational and tactical prowess, but their individual marksmanship rivaled that of veterans.

The pseudo-Mongolian cavalry became a complete target.

They sat on their horses, completely unsure of what to do.

The muddy terrain made it impossible to move forward. There were machine guns and numerous sharpshooters ahead. The swarms on either side made them even more bewildered, as the sound of gunfire alone suggested a massive force. So they chose to run backward.

Unfortunately, I can't run back.

Feng Mulin is a master of guerrilla warfare, and even more so of ambushes. Since we've got you trapped, how could we possibly let you escape? Before they could react, Feng Mulin had already deployed defenses here.

The cavalry of about 400 men had already suffered over a hundred casualties in just a few attacks, and men were falling off their horses every moment.

"Commander, aren't we going to use heavy machine guns?"

"Wait. Wait for the main force of the pseudo-Mongolian cavalry to arrive. The heavy machine guns are for greeting them."

Feng Mulin's guerrilla detachment was reorganized from the Han brothers' self-defense corps in Xiejiabao.

When they handed the Self-Defense Corps over to the Eighth Route Army, it had about 400 rifles, five light machine guns, and two heavy machine guns. After Feng Mulin became the commander of the guerrilla detachment, he transferred some men from the column to the guerrilla detachment to help reorganize the unit.

The guerrilla detachment currently has more than 500 people.

The strength is still very strong.

The reason why he was so confident in the ambush was because he currently had seven light machine guns and two heavy machine guns. With so many light and heavy machine guns, no matter how many pseudo-Mongol cavalry entered the ambush circle, they could be dealt with.

But now there are only about 400 people, and Feng Mulin is not satisfied.

Feng Mulin knew the main force of the puppet Mongolian cavalry must be behind him. So he held off on deploying his heavy machine guns, waiting for them to arrive. As for the puppet Mongolian cavalry within the ambush circle, they were trapped, unable to escape. Although the New Third Regiment was newly formed, it had a large number of men and ten light machine guns. It would be easy to take down several hundred puppet Mongolian cavalry regiments.

"Commander, the main force of the pseudo-Mongol cavalry has caught up."

After fighting for more than ten minutes, the pseudo-Mongolian cavalry regiment in the ambush circle was already in a desperate situation, with only a few people left.

The battle just started and the leader died.

The officers in the rear suffered heavy casualties, and even the Japanese advisers were killed.

The puppet Mongolian cavalry were not Japanese troops who would die for the emperor. At this time, they had no morale to continue fighting.

Many soldiers were already kneeling on the ground begging for surrender.

At this time, Wu Yunfei, the commander of the 6th Mongolian Cavalry Division, followed with a main force of more than 700 people. He saw that his troops were ambushed and also saw the guerrilla detachment that was blocking him.

"kill-"

Wu Yunfei wanted to defeat the guerrilla detachment and open a retreat route for his own troops.

Simple fortifications.

Although cavalry has become useless since the development of firearms, it still plays a significant role on the Chinese battlefield. Cavalry is still very powerful. Wu Yunfei saw the guerrilla detachment's simple fortifications and did not take them seriously.

In Wu Yunfei's opinion, with so many people, they could easily break through their defenses.

So command the troops to attack.

Seeing the pseudo-Mongolian cavalry charging, Feng Mulin smiled.

This is exactly what he expected.

His heavy machine gun was not used because it was for this unit. Feng Mulin waved his hand, and the heavy machine gun positions ambushed on both sides were no longer hidden. Of course, the heavy machine gun positions are very obvious, and you can't see them when you are camouflaged. But when the camouflage is removed and no longer hidden, the heavy machine guns on the positions are very obvious. Even Wu Yunfei, who led the troops to attack the guerrilla detachment's position, saw the heavy machine guns on the opposite side. Although Wu Yunfei had not fought much in many years, his combat experience was not as good as those of his Huangpu classmates. But no matter how inexperienced he was, he knew what would happen if a cavalry unit encountered a heavy machine gun. So he immediately shouted for the troops to stop moving forward.

But once the cavalry starts running, especially when running at high speed to attack the enemy's position, it is impossible to stop just like that.

"Da da da—the heavy machine gun opened fire, and the effect was amazing.

The only drawback of the heavy machine gun, or rather the only drawback for the Eighth Route Army, was that it consumed too many bullets. The Eighth Route Army was seriously short of bullets, so heavy machine guns could not be used on a large scale.

But no one can deny the power of heavy machine guns.

In particular, the guerrilla detachment's heavy machine gun was the Maxim heavy machine gun, which fired bullets at a speed far exceeding that of the Japanese Type 92 heavy machine gun.

The two heavy machine guns fired together, forming a dense firepower network.

The ambush lasted only a few minutes, and the encircled puppet Mongolian cavalry regiment suffered only a hundred casualties. However, Feng Mulin had positioned two heavy machine guns and three light machine guns, and with over two hundred men working together to block the attack, he inflicted over three hundred casualties on the main puppet Mongolian cavalry force within a few minutes.

It's a complete mess.